A/N: This story is a Twilight rewrite. I kept the characters from the books but the plot is very different, I promise it is good though! This is my first FanFic, so please be kind :). I am not sure how often I will be able to update; patience is appreciated. Remember, I am trying! Just to clarify, Bella is 12 years old at the very beginning of this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Cullens, Bella, any of Bella's family, etc. Only the plot and All the characters in the prologue except Charlie and Renee are mine.

Chapter One

Prologue: Bella's Point of view. Four years ago

I had been anticipating this day for the past month. It was finally Lindsay's sleep over! Lindsay has been my best friend since kindergarten and she passed out invitations almost a month ago to her 5 closest friends, including me. I remember the invitations were purple with a red heart on the front and everyone who got one, seeing it was from Lindsay, our closest friend, opened it immediately and was ecstatic to find out about her party.

I woke up the at the party with that 'first one awake' feeling. I sat up in my sleeping bag on the floor and saw my feeling was right. I realized there was no way I could fall asleep again this morning and decided I should find out what time it was first. Why did I always have to fall asleep first? No matter what, that always happened. If I tried to stay up extra-late, so would everyone else, and they'd, of course, beat me.

I got up with a quiet sigh and stepped over Susan, the closest girl to the doorway. I walked into the kitchen and found what I was looking for. Yes, a clock! The clock read 7:30. Great., what to do now? I guess it's a good thing Lindsay's parents liked me because it seemed like the only thing to do was to go and tell them I was awake. And alone. I walked dup the stairs quietly and knocked oh the bedroom door.

"Come in!", A female voice answered. I sheepishly opened the door and saw (Lindsay's mother) sitting on her bed with a jewelry box in her lap.

" . . . Hi.", I said, a little awkwardly.

"Oh, hello Bella! Why up so early today?", She asked, grinning.

"I just woke up first. I'm not sure what I should do."

"Well you're welcome to sit with me and help me with this mess!", She said, patting the space beside her on the bed.

"Okay, thank you,", I walked over to the bed and sat next to her,"Organizing jewelry?"

"Eventually, I hope. First untangling it, and if you live through that, the girls should be up.", She moved the white box behind us and turned to face it.

For another hour and a half or so, we untangled and organized the varied collection of quaint little things from rings with foreign writing to simple chain necklaces, chit-chatting the whole time about everything we could think of.

When we finished, she closed the box and told me to check if anyone else was awake, yet. I thanked her for giving me something to do and walked into the living room. The furniture was pushed aside and the six sleeping bags were facing the television. Thankfully, there were only two people left sleeping, Sarah and Abby. Lindsay, Susan, and Brooke were sitting on the couch and smiled when they saw me.

"Hey, Bella! We thought you deserted us.", She said jokingly and then giggled.

"Yeah, where were you?", Abby asked.

"Oh, I was helping your mom sort out her jewelry box, man, doesn't she try to keep it a little organized?", I said, jokingly, to Lindsay.

"Not really. She just stuffs things in it and yanks them out, if they're intact. She's been meaning to organize it forever, thanks for helping her. Now I don't have to listen to her whine about it!",She laughed, then added,"Hey do you guys wanna play a board game?"

"Sure., I shrugged., In perfect unison with Brooke. We chuckled.

"'Kay.", Susan agreed.

"How about Beehive?", Lindsay suggested.

We all agreed upon this. Beehive was a game where you would pull sticks out of the hive, trying not to pick one that would make bees fall. I liked this game so I was okay with it.

In the end, Susan won with three bees. I had six, Lindsay had four, and Brooke had nine.

Next, they decided we would watch some gory zombie movie- which I hadn't had a say in because I had gone to the bathroom.

"Are you sure it's okay, Bella?" Lindsay asked me, truly concerned.

"Yeah, it's fine." I lied.

Even the opening credits had violence in the background so I decided now would be a good time to site on the couch and focus on something else. I took out my iPod and whipped up a playlist of good, yet loud enough to drown out the movie, songs.

I was listening to some rock song that I hadn't realized I owned when walked in and chimed, "Alright, girls, time to get you back home!".

Phew! I wasn't sure how much more of this brainless -literally- movie I could take. Try as I may, I could never completely keep from glancing up at the screen occasionally. I got up with a sigh of relief, glad I had already packed my things up, and went to the door to put on my shoes.

~*~

had us all in the car and chatting away- except for me. Ironically, I had gotten the most sleep but I was exhausted. Probably because I had woken up in a cold sweat, terrified, so, my dreams couldn't have been good.

Thank goodness, my house came first.

I awkwardly attempted to hug my friends goodbye, despite being strapped into a car and, after gathering my bags, stumbled to the door. By some miracle, I didn't trip, fall, or injure myself in any way in the process. Hm, the door was locked. Typical Renee, forgetting about . . . most things. I yanked the key from my bag and jammed it into the hole, feeling suddenly frustrated.

Once I had the door open I saw the car drive away with my waving friends in the back. I quickly waved back and stepped inside.

"Mom?" No answer. "Hello? It's me, Bella! I'm back from Lindsay's." Still no answer. Huh. Maybe she was running late. I noticed a pad of paper open on the desk by the far wall with messy handwriting all over it- Renee's planner. I had gotten this for her a few months ago and she rarely used it- she only bothered when she was deathly bored or had a very busy day. That would be today. It read:

Saturday

10:00 call cleaners X

10:10 Pick up sweater if ready X

11:00 Yoga

12:30Bella is back

The list continued with her activities for the rest of today. Apparently she hadn't gotten back from yoga, or just didn't check it off. Well, it was 12:45 p.m. now. I decided I had better call.

I dialed Renee's cell phone number. All I got was the answering machine, so I left a message.

"Hi mom, it's Bella. I'm back from Lindsay's but I guess you haven't gotten here yet. Well, don't freak out Ill just be here waiting and call me if you get this. Love you, bye."

Suddenly, the phone rang and scared the heck out of me. I jumped a good distance into the air and the phone clattered to the floor. Taking a moment to steady myself, I picked it up and answered.

"Swan residence, Bella speaking."

"Isabella Swan? This is the police. There's been an accident."

Oh no.

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What did you think? I know, it was really long, sorry! There's still more 'epilogue' to go, as you may have guessed. I'm not sure if I'll be continuing this, so I'm asking your opinions. If I get enough responses of people wanting me to post the next chapter, I will, I promise! (:Yaaaay! Twilight is almost out on DVD!!